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He has a lot of potential to do great things if he went back to school and buckled down. But he's twenty four years old, doesn't have a car, lives at home, and is chasing a dream that has a very slight probability of happening. It just handicaps him, his relationships with people. It's great to see someone so passionate about something, but when it keeps him from being a functioning adult, it's no good. Love the guy, but I just can't deal with him sometimes.

I'm the youngest out of originally nine (but currently five), but I'm my mother's only child. Always been my dad's favorite. I spent most of my school life living in my eldest brother's shadow, but I never resented any of my siblings as far as I can recall.

The brother closest to me in age was kind of like my best friend. We bullied each other a lot at first, but became super close through it and took care of each other through all kinds of shit. It destroyed me when he died two years ago; what I hated the most was that he didn't get to live the way he wanted to before his life was taken from him.

I'm the oldest of four, and to a small degree I resent my younger siblings because they have been able to get away with a lot more than I ever did. My mom was more of a helicopter parent with me, since I was her first, and I never really did anything bad or got into trouble. Then, by the time my sisters and brother came along, they were sneaking out at night and smoking pot in the house -- and doing all sorts of other things I would have never dreamed of doing. I resent it sometimes because I think, "man, I would have done that if I had known I could have gotten away with it so easily."

My sister is 17 months younger than me and is more successful than I by most means. Her and her boyfriend have a house together, she has a steady career that she fell into, even though she hates her job.

I have none of that. But I don't resent her. I'm very happy for them. I've made decisions in life that led me on a different path than her. I've enjoyed my life thus far and have focused more on the "do what you can while you're young" mentality than the responsible adult one.

We get along fine though. An immensely greater amount than we did as kids, that's for sure. I'm actually crashing at her house right now, per her request, because her boyfriend's in Europe and she's not a fan of staying alone.

My family is and always has been really close. There are things I envy in them, but they have their faults too. Like, my sister had the popularity in High School than me, my brother, and my cousins all missed out on, but she has silly drama she has to deal with all the time, and the constant pressure of looking good for her peers.

And my brother was always laid back, and making friends was always easy for him, but he's a huge bum and a mooch that wastes his talents and potential for great things.

We're all friendly though, and know when to back down, or at least walk away and cool down before things get too heated. As a 20 year old, I can't seemed to go to any social party without at least one family member being there. I think it's quite rare for a family to get along so well that they consider each other best friends. And I love it.